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I can’t find the situation funny. I can’t find anything funny. I’m going to cry if he doesn’t spend inside of me immediately. “I’m hurting…please, Raingar, please…”
Fever grips me every place Raingar touches. He grabs the back of my neck in one of his enormous hands, flips our bodies over and places me on my back beneath him. He kneels over me with one hand planted on the mattress by my face and his knees straddling my legs.
“This is all wrong. I needmylegs spread. I need to be on top. I promised I’d guide you… You’ve never done…”
Raingar licks his lips and stands up from me quickly. He unties his pants and rips them off of his body, shredding some of my immaculate stitching in the process, but I don’t give anohrabout that. I’ll make him a thousand pants, so long as he just… “Come in me!”
His expression is firm, but soft, just like his grip as he takes my knees in each of his hands and spreads my legs, exposing my sensitive, electrified flesh to the harsh elements.
He trails his fingers up against my inner thighs but I spasm in pleasurepain as another wave of intensity hits me. “Raingar!”
“Agh!” He grabs the undergarment caging my lower lips and rips it in between his hands, careful not to jostle me, let alone hurt me. He does the same to the contraption caging my breasts before he covers my body with his.
He kisses the side of my face and it sends magical waves careening through me that make me tremble. He says, “The red…the red is beautiful, but I care for the heart beneath it more.”
I moan, his breath a thousand feathers descending on me at once. I can’t breathe through their softness.
“It’s everything. You are, Essmira. You’re my whole universe.”
“Raingar,” I moan. His words send clouds parting above me. More explosions dance across the sky while I hurtle into another universe. I can’t control my limbs. I’m terrified, genuinely frightened by the change that’s come over me so suddenly, but I trust him. I trust him more than anything.
“I’m going to show you what I mean, Essmira,” he says roughly as he shifts on top of me.
“I should be…I am a pleasure female…I should be guiding…”
“Iam your pleasure male, Essmira. This is my honor, my duty.”
He lowers himself onto one elbow, but it isn’t enough. He still isn’t covering me, smothering me completely. Instead, he pushes my hair off of my forehead while his erection bounces angrily against my belly. I try to reach for it, but he cages both of my hands above my head in just one of his.
He meets my gaze and I fall into those colorful depths. “Please let me carry you through this. I promise…I won’t drop you.” His voice breaks.
Colors, wild and radiant, explode against his face when I release a feral moan. All the colors. Every color of the Lemoran countryside. My back arches, but I can’t move my arms. He has me pinned.
“I know you won’t. I adore you,” I gasp, breathless.
Raingar winces as if struck and clutches one hand to his chest. He closes his eyes and when he blinks them back open, he holds my gaze with determination and rolls his hips to meet my hips. He reaches between his legs and looks down, careful as he lines his erection with my opening.
The heat of his cock is searing and painful. I release a wild shriek as a blue bomb erupts hundreds of feet above me. Wind whistles over the Dark Flats, creating delirious melodies. It’s like I can touch the universe through so many competing colors — they’re disorienting, so I focus on the ones I know best.
His black and blue and purple and orange and yellow and, in the very center, iridescent green, gaze. “Are you ready, myEssmira?”
“Raingar,” I moan, pained. “Please!”
He pushes forward and I gasp and thrash against his grip. My body wants him all the way inside, but my rapidly disintegrating thoughts are grateful for his painfully slow march to madness. He’shuge.The male himself is four times my size at least and though Igmora, the female who met her untimely end, and Tyto, the male who killed her, taught me that I would stretch to accommodate any size, right now it doesn’t feel like it.
His eyes are open, even if his jaw is clenched so hard I can hear his teeth grinding against one another. Muscles spasm in his neck and he has to release my hands in order to prop up more of his weight as he shuttles his cock into my sopping, sensitive heat. My lower lips open to him as he shoves the head of his erection inside of me, tickling a pleasure spot at the top of my core. It’s that little pressure that has me spiraling even though we haven’t even gone all the way…
I scream and convulse, and I know exactly what to grab as he drops onto both elbows. I grab his horns, squeezing their base and Raingar releases a throaty moan. His hips freeze and I feel the muscles of his thighs flex as I squeeze his waist between my shaking inner thighs. His cum rips through me. I can feel its heat like an extension of him and it feels ohring great.
“Essmira,” he chokes, disbelief coloring his tone.
“Raingar!” I scream. But my orgasm isn’t sated. It isn’t even close. I need more. I need everything. I need his body to wage a love against mine that matches the love that’s fought the battles in my head and heart and conquered both. “Don’t go,” I beg him.
He huffs out a laugh. I can see sweat glimmering around the base of his horns when I finally manage to get my eyes to open. “I won’t. Not ever and certainly not when I haven’t even made it all the way inside you yet.”
He stiffens again and I feel his belly relax further onto me as he pushes up again, a move that would have sent me hurtling across the bed if his hand hadn’t hooked around the back of my neck to anchor me.
My eyes roll. “I want you…want you…Raingar…”
